A/N: (Typing 'A/N:' is quite complicated. You need to hold 'Shift' except the second letter, but I kept forgetting it and typed 'A?N:' which is quite funny.) I am back after a week! (for me at least.) Thanks for everyone's support even though I kind of negated this story for half a month. And especially thanks 2012209 (is that a date?) for leaving a very constructive review.
2012209: Thanks for you to point out the problem. I will mind about it more and make a better cut for a chapter. And about your second comment, you are right.
EDIT 1: Fixed formatting. For some reason, some underlines disappeared when I upload it.
Beta: This chapter have not been beta-ed yet.
DISCLAIMER: HTTYD and its character is owned by DreamWorks and I only own the new character that I created. (Hint for the upcoming OC)
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"human speech"
"Dragon speech"
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*Sound*
"Mystery Guy"
"You should know by now what this is"
(Only for this chapter. It may be different of each chapter.)
As the cloud blocked the sun above, the human was standing in front of the arena gate with Astrid, pay it no mind Fishlegs and Snotlout.
"Where is Ruffnut and Tuffnut? It's almost the time…" The human asked them.
"Don't worry about them. They are in the Great Hall. They'll keep track of the people and inform us when they are going back to their work." Astrid blankly told the group. The others, again, stayed oddly quiet.
Noticing this, the human asked, "Are you guys okay?" And the response was a nod. It was very out of character. They were shaking heavily as well. The human considered it was just their nervousness of the mission and paid it no mind.
"Okay. Plan A is a go. Fishlegs, go to the stand and ready for my command to pull the lever. (1) Astrid, move the axes and the swords out of the arena. Snotlout, tell us if anyone is coming." The human ordered and everyone moved quickly to do their part.
Astrid on the other hand was clearly not fond with the idea of being commanded, asked, "Where is that dragon, the one you named Toothless?" She said the name in a disgusted voice.
"Oh he? He's in the tree lane there." The human responded. Fishlegs was now in position. A few droplets of rain splashed on the ground and creating a few puddles. It started raining.
"Why is 'he' not with you to calm the dragons down?" Astrid asked again, seemingly desperate to get the dragon in to the arena.
"He told me that-" Realizing the mistake he made, he quickly corrected, "I think, you know, he's the strongest of all dragons and that might frighten the other dragons. So he will come down when the dragons are out of the cage." He nervously responded. He didn't want then to know that he could communicate with the dragon.
Astrid didn't seem to be happy about the answer, but still quietly followed the human to the front of the main arena gate. The human ordered, "Fishlegs! Open the main gate, and never close it, you understand?" No reply came but the gate opened. The human again thought it was just his nervousness again.
Astrid sprinted forward to collect the half-broken axe and sword laying around the arena. About half way through, the human asked the time. Snotlout responded. "It's about… half past one." Lunch time finish at around a quarter to two, so they only had about fifteen minutes left. It was not enough. The human decided to push forward and get as many out as possible before the guards arrived. "Okay. When you see people start coming uphill, do something to get us more time."
Another ten minutes pasted and Astrid and the human finally cleaned up the arena. "Fishlegs! Change of plan. Open all the gates! I can handle it! Astrid, I think you'd better get out as this is gonna be messy." He then shouted in to the forest, "Toothless! Plan B, come down now. I might need your help!" A black figure shot out from the bush and within a second, he was in the human's side.
One click, all gates were opened and six dragons rushed out the gates. The main gate was closed and they couldn't get out. The human shouted, "Fishlegs! Why are the main gates down! Open them now!"
He stood where he was not moving an inch. The human could feel it now. Something was clearly wrong with them. "Fishlegs?" Again, nothing. Suddenly, the other teens were standing beside Fishlegs too. There were Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Snotlout and Astrid. The human was now very confused while also became more and more desperate as Toothless was trying to calm the others down. "Calm down! We are here to help you get out!" It was not going well for them. But that was not the worse as the following event.
"Ahh… Guys? Why are you…" Astrid started smiling. Yes, smiling and watch her friend, no, not friend anymore, facing seven dragons with bare hands. The pair was more baffled. Why would they not open the gate? It was just one step to the lever.
A voice turned their confusedness to dismayedness. "Good job, teens! You did well on catching that devil there." The familiar voice boomed across the arena with countless shouts of "Traitor" surrounding the place. Vikings popped out of the forest and the buildings. They were in big trouble.
That was not the end of the tumble as the released dragons went more uncontrolled. The dragon had no choice but to speak in an ancient (for human) language. "Wirje hiq Lajunqar hiq Nivefaurto, stuva!"
That language was Dracuenia, the first language that allowed communication across all dragon kinds. It had been used since The First War, which ended at around twenty thousand years ago. Later, it was replaced by Dragonese, a language that based on human's sentence structure created almost five thousand years ago as it is easier to learn. Some dragons still use Dracuenia though. They said that the translation from Dracuenia to Dragonese makes some words become less meaningful and cause some names to be lame because there are much less words in Dracuenia but all of them are complicated. Night Ruler is an example. In Dracuenia, it is 'Nivefaurto' which also means direct order, power, and many more.
It seemed that those dragons knew this Dracuenia sentence. It kind of meant, 'Being Iota's personal guard in The Night Ruler kind, I order you to stop all action!' Again, no perfect translation can be made. This is the best I can do. I am not an expert on this Dracuenia language. Hermy is, but she is not here so you'll have to bear with it.
Back on track, those dragons did stop what they were doing. The Dragon added. "Wirje hiq Lajunqar hiq Nivefaurto, funlate wirje resa Dragonese. We are here to help you get outside Nivutora. Burn the gate down and forcus on that joint there. It is the gate's weak point. And do not attack this human. He is my Firjuina. Cuuii?" Other dragons although still scared, roared once and started firing at the gate. The human could only hear one-third of the conversation, but guessed what they wanted to do.
Unfortunately, the Vikings threw down layers and layers of nets covering all the dragons, before the gate was busted. Then, they flooded into the arena as The Human tried to cut off the nets covering his Dragon. The chief's voice bloomed across the arena again. "HICCUP! STAY AWAY FROM THAT BEAST! THIS IS YOUR FINAL CHANCE!"
In the other time, he would blindly follow his father's order, simply because he did not want his father to look down on him more than he already was. Now, he had his best friend. This time, whether following the order meant choosing his father and his village or his best friend. But he knew that even he followed his order, he was on a borrowed time. On the other hand, if he did stay with his friend, he would only have a slim chance of him getting out of here alive. But life will be meaningless without Toothless. Weighing the pros and cons, he decided his action that sealed his fate.
"No! He is my best friend! I'll never leave him!" He shouted at his father in the first time.
The chief was shocked about his boy repelling his order. No one except his wife had done it before. But soon, his anger took over. "YOU SAID WHAT! HE. IS. A. DRAGON!" Everyone flinched. But The Human would not step down. "They aren't what we think it is! Dragon is kind, warm-"
But the chief would not hear it. In a scarily calm voice, he said, "Look like you have chosen your side, side of the devils." Hearing the word 'devils', The Human defended. "They are not devils! It's just an misunderstood-"
The chief was not listening, like the many conversations that lead them here. "My son would NEVER choose the side of devils." He dropped the hammer.
"You are not my son."
The human was shocked, even he had prepared for this sentence for a while. He knew it was coming, but it still hurt his heart a lot.
The chief was not finished however. "GET. THEM!" The order was given, and the half-shocked Vikings flooded in to the arena.
Several Vikings quickly pulled The Human away as the others kept the dragons under the net. "NO! Do not hurt my human!" they tried to fight back. "NO! Don't hurt him please! Leave him alone!" But it was useless.
The Dragon managed to get out of the first layer of the net, but a roar covered the island as an axe hacked deep into his front left leg and copper blue blood leaked from his owner. "NO! STOP!" No one cared for his word as he got carried further away. Following the axe was two swords sank into The Dragon's side and a hammer smashed into a joint from his left wing to his body. The cry in pain was unbearable to The Human. "NO! PLEACE STOP!" "Get out of here, my human. You need to be alive…" whispered The Dragon.
In the next second, The Human saw his father holding an axe, swinging down at The Dragon's weak neck. NO! He tried his hardest to get out of the thick arms that holding him in place. But his limp body could not make even a little movement. The axe was now an inch away from the scaly neck of his best friend, and he couldn't do a thing to stop it from taking the life of him. He stared as the axe touched the scale and everything seemed to stop.
No, Time did stop. What is Time doing again?! Look like I'm going to have some 'talk' with him later.
The human suddenly fall forward, pushing the arms out like it is built with paper. "Toothless!" He runs forward to his dragon, but hits a invisible wall before he can touch him. "NO! Let me go! Let-"
"He will be fine."
"Who's there?" The human is quite shocked by the sound.
"Who I am shall not be known until Destiny decides." As the human remembers the last time he heard this voice as he takes a moment to calm down. He now finally notices the frozen time around him. "Whoa-"
"Yes. Time stopped temporary for us." What has Time done this time?
"As Destiny leads you,
As Fate awaits you.
To obtain the power of gods,
To defeat the power of evils.
With the power of Life and Death,
By the symbol of Human and Dragon.
Magic and Physic shall join together,
And save the world from Undead."
As the last syllable ends, The Human finds himself back to his previous position, and a few second back.
He saw once again the axe coming down, he shouted. "STOP!"
The unbelievable happened. His shirt and his vast disappeared. The circle mark above his heart glowed in a golden shine. The shine flowed down the line connecting the circle above the heart to the circle surrounded by six smaller circle and as it touched the circle, it glowed in a purple night fury shaped shine. The circle on his palm that pointed at the axe then shot a purple light beam. As it hit the blade of the axe, explosion of purple fire consumed the arena. Though neither The Human or the dragons could feel it, the Vikings get blown away and the chain covering the ceiling incinerated in to nothingness.
Every living was shocked even after the dust cleared out. The Dragon was the first one to recover. "Hiccup! We got to go NOW!" The Human ran forward to his best friend, but as soon as he climbed up, he asked. "But… Your wing is broken. You shouldn't fly. It will make-" The Dragon took off ignoring his human protest.
When they were out of the range of the bolas. Other Vikings woke up from their shock. The chief bloomed.
"I, Stoick the Vast, announce Hiccup Horrendous Haddock The Third as an outcast of Hairy Hooligan Tribe and Viking of Northern Sea forever, and therefore can no longer stay on Island of Berk, and will be kill on sight. This formal outcast (2) is valid by my status of the chief of Hairy Hooligan Tribe."
"I, Stoick the Vast, disown Hiccup Horrendous Haddock The Third as my son, and sever any ties from House Haddock forever. This formal disownment is valid by my status of father of Hiccup Haddock, head of House Haddock, and the chief of Hairy Hooligan Tribe."
Many gasps could be heard from the crowd as the last formal outcast was almost one hundred years ago and formal disownment was never recorded in the history.
With a trail of tears, and the flock of dragons, The Human forever left the Island of Berk.
(1): Hiccup's design on the door lock mechanism is not used by Gobber. Therefore, the old design where Gobber needs to walk outside to unlock the door is still used. The previous times when Gobber pulled the lever, he was outside of the arena unlike the movie where he was inside.
(2): Formal outcast and formal disownment is not only lawful in a village, but the entire Northern Vikings.
A/N: (Still hard to type.) Whoa… this chapter is much more complicated. A whole new language, new insight on the third-person-view-guy, and some laws about the Northern Vikings. Well, at least some answer is given. Back to the reviews that I got. Now I can answer the second question.
2012209: So you see now. Hiccup actually never convinced Astrid. She is just playing along. There is actually many hints in the last chapter. Remember, all the plots have a reason, and don't just think that it is an oversight. I have an entire school exercise book fully written about the story line, and I have gone though it when I am bored. (Probably in school. Shhh, don't tell my teachers.) And all Easter Eggs you find in the story is cannon. (Obviously only in this story line.)
Also, this story's phase 1 is coming to an end. Should I restart the chapter counter or continue it?
So, Little Tom signing out. See you next week!
(T/I/P: Hermy? I remembered this name from some where else…)